Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers

Shawnna got a 'lac, on tres
Shawnna need no nigga, I'm paid
got stacks, Shawnna got grip
Shawnna got that so you not slip

I'm posted on tha
My girls dro
This cafe got me sippin' real slow
I'm lookin' like a

Ice on my
Ice on my
Ice on my
You might wanna fit but I all that

I'm way up, I'm way tore back
And I don't a fuck, I got it like that
They a niggaz juice
I got it back

And now they like
Now they like
Tondra roll 4, 5 blunts and we
Look at gazin'

He like he want me
I'm little daddy
I'm get ya homie

Lames can't her
(Lames call her)
All she is ballers
(She date ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
can't call her
(Squares can't her)

Lames call her
(Lames can't her)
All she date is
(She only ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
She date ballers
(It's Shawnna)

I'm Mane, a flare, I'm MVP
I know your baby mama proud of me
The Benz say they get tried of me
I'm kush man, I sell nothin' but QP's

Shawnna so fine, Gucci I'm good
She's so pretty but still so
Hey, little darling, how you
I'm so marless, I can't it

I'm so southern, you so
We so rock, they so corny
two-thirty early in tha mornin'
The way I cook a brick, like I'm doin' a performance

All eyes on we, homegirl me
Say he on tha track, so tha real funky
Pants red monkey, Gucci go
play crazy, get left stanky

Lames call her
(Lames can't her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
Squares call her
(Squares can't her)

Lames can't her
(Lames call her)
All she date is
(She only ballers)
Shawty got a
(For who go get it)
She date ballers
(It's Shawnna)

I wrote the first 3 for bitches in tha
My and 1 smokin' on tha good
on tha porch, sippin' on tha yak
Or posted in tha parking lot on tha 'lac

bitches got weight
Them got work
Them bitches trip
bitches gettin' murked

And em in tha dirt
And 'bout our business
And it nothin' personal
all bout tha figures

It's M.O.E. a bitch a dead
And I don't give a fuck about what a said
I'm still gettin' I'm still gettin' rich
I'm still woman that will take your dick

Yeah, tha truth hurts, you still gotta it
I spent ya whole on my ring and my bracelet
It's top notch
Cream of tha

I'm beatin' ya block
And let the chop
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop,

can't call her
(Lames can't her)
All she is ballers
(She only ballers)
got a fetish
(For who go get it)
can't call her
(Squares call her)

Lames call her
(Lames can't her)
All she date is
(She date ballers)
Shawty got a
(For who go get it)
She date ballers
(It's Shawnna)